Wynonna Earp (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 7 - Everybody Knows - full transcript

Previously on Wynonna Earp...

- You're injured.
- That's no ordinary gun.

I have to find this
psycho named Tucker.-

- Constance.
He killed the Stone Witch.

That little Tucker is dead.

Wynonna's pregnant.

- You're...
- Knocked up.

Everything's changed.

Wanted you to hear it from me.

Give her this.

It always comes back to
the Curse, Waves, always.



I wasn't the heir.

You're not even an Earp.

The Seven are gone.

Just like that?

Marshals! Come out
with your hands up!

Tucker Gardner,
we're here for you,

- you little skidmark.
- Help us.

Help!

I'm gonna go.

Wynonna?

Thank God you came!
Where's your deviant brother?

You don't have him?

Great police work, just stellar.

I'm sorry, I'ml'm...



I'm just really freaked out
and, um, angry.

I'll check the bedrooms.

The last thing we remember,
we passed out,

and then we woke up
locked in this room.

While you say you were asleep,

Pervert Gardner Junior

kidnapped a girl and held her
in my sister's bedroom.

I wish I could say I didn't know
it was just a matter of time.

Tucker's out of his tree. He must
have roofied the Pinot Grigio.

So you two don't happen
to know a couple of bitches

who like to get their Halloween
on in creepy, black dresses?

Umm, no idea
what you're talking about.

You sure you're not just
hormonal?

Mazel Tov.

We've been locked
in here for days.

We're victims,
just like everyone else!

- Everyone?
- Yeah.

She doesn't need a back rub.

We need you to get your ass in gear and
find Tucker. Frankly, he terrifies me.

We'll be watching the house 247.

You're watching us?!
What... what the hell?

It's for your protection.

Yeah, just in case
he comes back.

- If you have nothing to hide, what's the problem?
- We're not like our brother.

I thought you of all people
would get that.

Nah, sorry.

I don't have time
to play nice anymore.

Here's our card.

Let us know if you...

see him.

What is it?

I don't know for sure yet,
but I feel it in my gut.

Don't look at my gut.

Sorry...

Have you seen a doctor or...?

Mercedes wasn't Mercedes!

Usually, she's a fun bitch,
not a bitch bitch,

which is like
"Whoa, bitch," but...

It's a bitch thing.
Yeah, clearly.

Tucker had Hypnos put the town
to sleep for the Widows.

Are the Gardner sisters
working for them too?

I don't have the resources
to monitor this place 247,

but I've learned
to trust your instincts.

Well, I hope so 'cause

not being able to trust
anyone ever, it's just...

Super lonely.

Yeah, I feel you, bitch.

You can't say that,
that's our...

Ooh!

Head rush.

Hey, you alright? Listen,

if you want to be in the field, you're gonna
get some sort of health clearance, OK?

I just need

a yogurt, stat.

OK. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.

Hey, Doc.

We got a Code Rainbow.

We should have claimed new faces

when we had the chance.

She knows it was us.

She was checking my arm.

If she'd touched me,
I would have screamed.

We should go.

The Gardners disappear from Purgatory,
they'll be even more suspicious.

We can't risk them finding this.

That little shit killed one of the two
people who knew how to find the third seal.

Tucker,

he was simply too...

human.

As for his little gift...

Maybe...

Constance can still help us.

We can't hurt her anymore.

If we can't hurt her,
we can't trust her.

We need to work fast,

keep Wynonna and that gun away
until we find the last seal.

And then...

Our love burns bright and true.

Holliday.

Wake up.

Reeves!

Wake up.

Did I fall asleep?

I did it.

I found him.

You found him?

Are you certain, Charlie?

He has been decloaked.

Alright.

I knew you could do it.

Fetch me my pistol.

Still,

after all these years...

No matter.

This one's worth the wait.

Mark him with fire. We need
to do this one by the book.

Doc Holliday will hang
for his crimes.

'Cause I gave you
all I've got to give

And no, that
ain't no way to live

I told that devil

To take you back

I told that devil
to take you back

So, these Widows, what are they?

Unclassified entities.

They broke out
of BBD containment

thanks to Doc's dynamite.

Not that I blame him
for anything.

"Unclassified"?

Well, BBD is a big,

bureaucratic place.

We hadn't gotten around
to examining them yet.

They were sealed

in that shipping container
for over a century.

Together?

Hope they had mints.

That's why we didn't know
about the paralyzing venom.

Yeah, which hurts like a mother.

No offense.

What we do know is

that they've destroyed two seals

and are tearing Purgatory apart
to find the third.

Yes. Still working on the why.

Hey, I've translated
some of the text

from one of the seal fragments.

It's ancient Phoenician.

"Let Thee Rise."

"Let Thee Rise"?

Dramatic.

Ominous.

My least favourite
Boyz II Men album.

OK, so why didn't
Tucker get breath bombed?

And how did they recruit him?

They needed him.

He's always been a royal dink,

and evil sniffs out evil,
like cancer.

And Mercedes and Beth?

They also have something
to do with this.

The doctor is in.

Here's your patient.

The pregnant one?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Can I examine you
somewhere private?

Dude, it's how I got
into this mess

in the first place.

Not often am I whisked away in a
shroud of secrecy by two burly men.

If you're being held
against your will,

wave around your yogurt spoon.

Just...

overprotective coworkers.

They don't want the bad guys
to know I'm marshaling for two.

Well, the heartbeat
is... strong.

How long since your last period?

Oof, can't say I miss the ole gal
or had been tracking her visits.

Have you been pregnant before?

Heh heh! Not that I know of.

Smoking?

- It makes my hair smell gross.
- Drinking?

This... this whole thing

took me by surprise.

I'm here to assess your health
and the baby's,

not to judge.

Sorry, judge is
sort of a trigger word.

You're very nice.
Thank you for that.

Umm, what about genetic testing?

'Cause my family's history
is pretty fakakte.

That should have
been done months ago.

I'll need blood samples.
Samplessss?

From you and, if possible,

the father?

Regardless,

this is the last time

I make a cloakanddagger trip
to the middle of nowhere.

Next appointment is in my office
with my equipment,

where I can
examine you properly.

Is it Bring your own speculum?

Hey.

So how is she?

Doctorpatient privilege
ring a bell?

Take it outside, cowboy.

Now, who's driving me back?

- I will. Hey, Jeremy.
- Hey, yo.

Listen, you and me

surveillance, alright?
OK, yeah. Me with you

in the field like...
Shhh! This ain't tickets

to Cosmiccon, alright? Comiccon?

Mouth shut. Got it?

She's strong.

The baby will be too.

Hey,

go outside.

Smoke, shoot things.

I do need to stay sharp.

I wonder how many generations
have surveyed this land.

An Earp and a Holliday.

Damn.

Did you say "Holliday"?

Doc Holliday?

You lost, son?

Holy crow!

Are you really him?

Don't be foolish.

Fanboys...

Whatever the hell you are,
you should not be on this land.

I'm starting to think you're not
here for my autograph.

So, Doc's outside.

Yeah, I think it's,

starting to settle in.

Him being a dad.

- Did he say that?
- No,

but you know Doc, right?

The more he feels;
The less he says.

Like a masseuse.

Waves...

they need blood samples from
both parents to do genetic testing.

He's gonna freak out.
Why? Doc's scared of needles?

No, he's not scared
of anything. It's me.

I'm terrified. I don't...

Aaah! I don't wanna
tell him! My God!

Wynonna, what?

What's going on?

Just that Doc
might not be the dad.

Then who is?

Don't shoot,

I'm just the messenger.

Despite my reputation,

I've never been one
to gun down a child.

Who said anything about guns?

What the hell do you want?

A warrant was filed against you
in Colorado in the year 1882.

- It was a long time ago.
- For 135 years, you hid.

- A witch threw me in a well!
- That was stupid.

Goddammit!

You've been marked with fire
for capture and execution.

I suggest you get your affairs
in order. He's coming for you.

Let him come.

My God! My actual God!
Doc's gonna freak right out!

Yeah? More than you are?

He'll be crushed.

Or relieved!

Hey, Doc "No strings
attached" Holliday!

Are you serious?
He's all strings.

He's nothing but strings.
He's like a, like a,

like a marionette puppy.

How could this happen?

Would you like me to draw you
a diagram?

'Cause I will.

Look, Doc and I,

we didn't promise
each other anything,

so we can be
grownups about this.

He's gonna shoot everything.

OK, you are kicking ass
at not helping right now.

Just so you know.

OK.

Grownups or not,

I'll be here when you tell him.

OK?

Full support.

- Hi! Henry!
- Haha!

- Yeah, gotta go.
- Yeah, I should go too. I...

No, we should...

we should talk.

I never thanked you
for your note.

Itit really mattered. So...

May I ask...

are you doing alright?

Of course you can ask.

Things have changed since my day

regarding male participation
in these matters...

but I'll be as involved
as you desire.

No more, no less.

All I want,

and excuse me for being oldfashioned,
is for you to be healthy...

for you to be as close
to happy as possible.

And I will do anything,

I will give anything
to ensure it.

You're such an asshole.

Maybe I said it wrong.

The doctor wants us
to do blood tests.

Of course.

Is there anything else?

I... I feel like "asshole"
pretty much covered it.

Well then, I'll leave you to it.

Doc.

Hey.

- Wait, Doc!
- Not now, Waverley.

No... Doc!

Come on now,
you cursed piece of junk!

Nicole, hey. I need a favour.

Keep flashing that smile
and she'll fall in love with ya.

I told you
not to make this weird.

I didn't say I wouldn't.

What are you watching for?

Evil.

Like a basic general evil?

Don't drop those on my floor.

Guess, no more Black Badge

means the ban on coworker
hookups is over.

You know, Wynonna
is having Doc's baby,

that's just like...

crazy.

I mean, imagine
the little rascal if he has.

Doc's piercing blue eyes
and Wynonna's luscious hair.

I swear, seriously, we are going
to be defenseless against

such a glorious creature.

You think they're gonna get,
like, a nanny?

Or a "manny"?

I'm not saying I'm gonna do it,

but I wouldn't say no to
some sort of light babysitting

or daycare dates.

I don't know, one or the other. Hey,
what was the first rule of stakeout?

- Shutting up, yeah.
- Yeah, you got it. Please now.

Man...

Must be an easier way
to find these Widows.

Lure them...

bait them.

God!

My God! Can you blow
your nose please?

No, no, no way. Not... on this.

This is a...

I found this on the floor
of Shorty's basement

after the Widows disappeared.

- Looks like one of their veils.
- God!

Probably still some venom on it.

That must have fell off
when Wynonna shot them.

Alright, listen, we're gonna bag
this up, OK? We're gonna do

an analysis on it, see if
there's any unique components,

find out where they are
and then we trace 'em.

Yeah, you're a genius!

You're like Rizzoli
and Isles combined.

Shutting up.

Waverly left.

Cellphones, people, use 'em.

You'll have to take a rain check
on the ol' popby.

Nicole, I'm leaving.
Don't make me bellybump you.

Look, who would I rather
piss off? You or your sister?

Waverly sent you to babysit.

- Well, "mommysit" technically.
- Ew!

I am not to let you out of
my sight until she comes back.

You're going through a lot, she doesn't
want you to be alone right now.

Fine. To the bar.

It's a little early
to hit Shorty's.

Not Shorty's. It's an away game.

You coming or what?

- I guess I'm drinking for two.
- Three.

I hate doing everything sober.

Holdin' hands

In the dark.

Whoa...

So much for being
grownups about it.

I am too occupied to translate

whatever cryptic thing
you are telling me.

I just hope all this ammo
isn't target practice

on every guy in town who's ever looked
at Wynonna with a tinkle in his... eye.

You cannot possibly understand

what I am dealing
with at this time.

Doc, you're still
a part of this family,

even if the baby isn't yours.

Poop.

She didn't tell you.

God, I...

Could be she'll be better off.

Hey, everybody,
put your hands together

Jesse!

So this is Pussy Willows?

Wrong side of the wrong side
of the tracks.

What kind of girls end up
working in a place like this?

Well, maybe one with no family,

a reputation
for conjuring up fake demons

and no other way to raise money
for a bus ticket out of here?

Where you been, Aphrodite?

Hello. 'Sup, TJ?

I have my period,
so you'll have to...

Who's Aphro...?

Pace yourself, there's...

so much more to judge.

I came here
a few months ago, when.

I got so drunk even Shorty's
wouldn't serve me anymore,

- and I did something.
- What?

Him.

Well, drunk Wynonna
still has standards.

Yeah, I...

No beer goggles here.

Wait, sorry,
how many months ago?

Just...

yea many.

Whoa, OK. So we're here to tell.

Mr. Onenightstand
that you're now a crazy chick

with a bun in the oven?

Officer Haught,

so sweet, so naive.

Ahem! I have no intention of letting
this "pussy willow" out of the bag.

You're gonna buy him a drink,

and then you're gonna steal
the glass for the saliva sample.

Science will tell us
who the dad is,

then we murder science
to keep its filthy mouth shut,

and hopefully I never have to tell Doc
about this whole unsavoury scenario.

- That actually is a good plan.
- You don't become.

Wynonna Earp by confronting
problems head on.

Hey! Hey! Come on, Frank! Hey!

Hands off the girls!

His eyes, did you see his eyes?

Shit!

Not now.

Get him out of here.

Wynonna...

- you...
- Had sex...

with a revenant.

- Argh...
- It's OK. It's OK. Breathe. Breathe, breathe, breathe.

- Shit, shit!
- I mean,

you were... you were drunk,
right? So are you sure

you had sex with the...
with the revenant guy?

After I killed the last
of the seven, the...

the Jack of Knives,

it destroyed me.

So I dealt with it
the best way I knew how:

I binged.

Lord, did I binge!

I just... I was trying
to erase the memories

of being paralyzed, tortured,
nearly eviscerated

by the Revenant Ripper
before I blew his head off.

Most of the night was a blur.

Doc offered to bring me home,
but I wasn't done

so I came here.

It just... I wanted
to be touched.

I wanted to feel something

good.

And he was nice. We had fun.

And...

you now what?
It actually helped.

I never thought
I'd see him again.

OK,

so... you're the Earp heir,

and he's a revenant,
so that means

the baby is... It's...

It's Waverly. Boy.

I...

Hey, cutie!

Don't "cutie" me.

Hi, sweetiepie. No,
but seriously, where is she?

She's with me,

and we're... fine.

I cannot lie to her.

You have to!

- I hear music.
- No.

Trashy. Pumping.

You're at a strip joint!

Aphrodite made me do it!

Just shut your mouth.

Tell me which one.

- I'm so sorry.
- We're at...

OK, yeah, I guess
I deserved that.

Hello?

You did not just hang up on me.

Next time, this...

means don't tell my sister we're
at a sleazy knocker locker.

It's Waverly, OK? You know me, you
know how I am; I can't lie to her.

See? This is what you get
when you're friends with a narc.

I guess I deserved that too.

I did drag you
into this shit storm.

And I... I'm gonna

drag you out just as soon
as I get that saliva sample,

but you have got to jet.

Ready?

Yeah.

Wynonna?

Woman, how long has it been?

I'd say...

about 28 weeks.

Hey,

Doc.

Are we in immediate
danger or something?

We are not.
I simply aim to never again

be unprepared for a fight.

Doc, none of us could have known that those
Widows spray a paralyzing vapour, OK?

Yeah, I suppose.

Also congratulations, man.

About Wynonna.
We both know how I...

Listen. She's carrying your kid;

I wanted to get along
and just be

mature about it.

Dolls! Dolls, I got
something on the veil.

I found traces of a powerful

glycosylation toxin.
Could be a major break.

Doc, perfect!

I need two other sets of hands,

and yours are so nimble
and soft...

Not now, Jeremy.
My hands are otherwise occupied.

Hey, hey, listen. Look,
I know shit's still happening

right now, but we need
to work together, OK?

Step out of my way.

If I do, you sure as hell
ain't taking our weapons.

Yeah.

I just need five minutes.

I'll give you three.

So if you ever find yourselves

building a temporary shelter
in a flood zone,

do not forget to write your name

on the inside
of your mosquito helmet.

Amateur move, Haught.

I'll drink to that.

I pushed it to the limit.

Welcome

to the stage,

- Vanessa! Yes!
- Jonas,

this was great,

but you have customers,
we should... we should go.

Are we having a good time?

Yeah, we are,

which is why we're gonna need a few
more of those peppermint shots.

Because it's like
drinking Christmas.

- You redheads are wild.
- Yeah.

- I like you.
- Thanks.

You too, Wynonna.

Even if you are here to kill me.

If I distill the toxin
to its essential elements,

I can use them
to develop a vaccine

making us impervious
to the Widows' vapour.

You may be a wiz with chemicals,

but temporal measurement
is not your strong suit.

- Five minutes?!
- Hey,

you want that cornershot
grenade launcher, right?

OK, yeah. Here's
how it's gonna go down.

Doll, you will
remove the stopper,

then I will add
the accelerant. And, Doc,

you'll connect the tube
to the collection beaker.

We only have a split second
to capture the toxin,

so, we gotta be quick.

- You ready?
- Yeah, yeah.

Is he praying?

In Icelandic? Ha!

Hold up.

My God!

He's accessing BBD archives.

Hey, stop!

What are you doing?

I'm casting a binding spell

so it will lure the Widows to us
and you guys can kill 'em.

- Ooh, boy! God!
- What are you...? Idiot!

What is that smell?

We didn't trap it;
We just inhaled it.

A pungent magic show and
a complete waste of my time!

Jeremy,

- what in damnation...
- Hahaha!

Congratulations.

Your binding spell worked.

You bound us all together!

I...

I'm a wizard.

So you knew who I was,

and you had sex with me
without telling me what you are.

I don't recall it being important to you
that we tell each other our life stories

before we bumped nasties.

We just came here for a drink.

Yeah. And to have a few drinks.

Let me do the talking.

- OK.
- Baby,

you're better at...

Watch your mouth,

or the little friend
in my boot comes out to play.

Yeah, she means her gun.

And I got one too
'cause I'm a cop.

Nuts! I left it at home.

OK.

Let's not make a scene.

I got a lot of friends here.

If it comes to it,
they'll surround you

before you can even
pop off two shots.

He's got a point.

What do you want, "anus"?

I mean, Jonas.

First, I wanna gloat.

And then I wanna ask you out
on a second date.

We could do it out back.

If memory serves,

it only takes ten minutes.

Oof, ten minutes?
In your dreams.

Well, milady,

you kind of don't have a choice.

Tell me you just got fat.

Don't touch her!

That's right,
I keep one in my sock.

How smart am I? I'm...

- I'm smart.
- And word of advice,

it's always lady's choice.

We need an unbinding
spell, Jeremy.

And we need it pronto!

Come on, you!

Whoawhoawhoa!

My quarrel's with Mr. Holliday;

You can go.
I wish I could, but, you know,

I can't.

Whatever they are paying you,
I'll pay double.

Justice is my only compensation.

I do hate myself
an honourable man.

As I hate myself a hypocrite.

- Get off me!
- That was you!

Go! Go!

Nooo!

- I hate myself a phantom more.
- Phantom?

You're the one who evaporated
into thin air, Holliday.

But...

justice delayed

is still justice served.

Nothing from
this earthly world can...

- Yeah!
- How did you...?

I don't know.

Take my keys, you drive.

Yeah, no kidding.
But you're a cute drunk.

Good aim too. Grabby McRevenant

is not gonna be too happy
about having his thorax crushed,

we really need to skipadoodle out of here.
Wait, abort, abort!

Sorry.

He knows.

Nicole, he knows

that I'm harbouring a fugitive

as in the next heir,

possible revEarp hybrid. What
if he tells the rest of them?

They're gonna come for it...

and you!

Hey, wait!

Is that mine?

- No.
- Maybe.

It's not supposed
to be possible.

Do you know
what we've done here?

We've started a new race.

We're the new Adam and Eve.

I see you more as the snake.

You wouldn't.

Come on, no fair!
I have "cankles"!

Door prize.

- He's a bad guy, right?
- You are so pretty

and I like you so much!

You are drunk! And
in trouble, OK? Both of you!

I hit three other strip clubs!

Three! Do you know how much
strawberryscented glitter I have on me?

- Hey, you OK?
- No, she's not

because that guy might be the...

with...

Him.

What do we do with him?

Take him for a ride.

So...

tell me what you do
to piss somebody off so bad

that they're still after you.
Could be the Pinkertons,

could be Silver Cowboys Gang,
could be Dave!

So what did you do?

Poaching, threatening,
stealing from a shipwreck...

Though the messenger
did mention Colorado, 1882.

The right woman,
the wrong night. Twice.

This is about a girl?

You're the most
selfish guy I know.

You do whatever you want,
whenever you want,

and then when you get
in trouble,

you bring everybody
down with you.

I thought we were gonna be
mature about things.

I was leaving to face
my demons on my own,

which is how I work best.

Wynonna, that baby,

they need you,

so this whole lonewolf shit
that you're doing,

it ain't gonna cut it.

'Cause guess what, Doc?

You're gonna be a daddy.

Well, it is quite possible
that I ain't.

I reckon that should put
your mind at ease.

Huzzah! OK, yes,
it says the hocus pocus

should wear off
after one rotation.

- So like what? A day?
- Or, a year.

What?!

Gentlemen...

I do believe

we have some unfinished
business to attend.

Ghost. Yeah, we are being
attacked by a ghost.

Who you gonna call? No one.
There's no one to call!

Sir.

- Recompense is acoming.
- OK, yes, see you!

Jeremy, you're
making this worse!

Nothing could make this worse!

Jeremy, stop!

It's a whole ghost cavalry.

Well, shit!
Things just got worse.

Don't even think about it.

That is a Colt Lightning.

Your personal effects will be
given to your next of kin.

Wonderful.

You served under
the great Wyatt Earp...

yet a criminal.

A waste.

Let me out!

Hey!

God, I think
I just had a hangover.

Haven't been this close
to a revenant in a while.

I mean, you know,
not that I know of.

- It's not always obvious.
- Clearly.

OK, whatwhat if
the baby's not his?

It doesn't matter;
He knows I'm pregnant.

We let him go; They all know.

So we hold him somewhere.

- Yeah. Say, Hell?
- What, execute him?

It's what she does, Nicole.

It could be there's another way.

Don't know what it is though.

He might.

II got us stuck,

I ran like a coward;
This is all my fault.

Don't forget, I fornicated
with the judge's wife twice.

God, you even screw up
cooler than me.

What now?

Well, I guess a firing squad.

Yeah, and our only
weapons are our words.

Look, you said yourself
your quarrel is with me.

Let them go.

In harbouring a fugitive, they
made themselves accomplices...

and shall be punished as such.

You are victims of my mistakes,

and for that, I am
truly sorry, gentlemen,

but I'm not going down
without a fight.

So ready yourselves.

John Henry Holliday,

you've received
a sentence of death

for seduction
with intent to fornicate

with the wife
of the honourable Justice

Stanley Parker...

twice.

Doc Holliday...

is a classA pain in the ass...

but he's also
one of the most loyal

and solid and fearless men
I've ever met.

Yeah, he can be
a polecat sometimes,

but he's a changed man.

He's redeemed himself
many times over.

And I'm proud to call
this man my brother.

Son of a bitch!

It was... it was a great speech.

No,

they branded me.

The five circles;

Each indicate a point
on the fivesided star.

The U.S. Marshals' badge.

You are all unusually close.

Yeah, I know.

Reeves?

Yes?

Now, as I was saying...
Bass Reeves!

- Do I know you?
- You're a legend!

You're the reason why
I wanted to be a lawman!

Lovely.

Now,

- any last words?
- I got three!

Justice...

integrity...

and service.

- That's our motto.
- Yeah. Mine too.

- Going to my pocket.
- Slowly.

I'm a supervisory deputy
marshal, and I have several

deputies under my command.

You outrank me.

Yeah, boys,

he is who he says he is.

Sir!

Sir.

Doc Holliday is under
my jurisdiction, gentlemen,

and,

you are relieved of your duties
in this particular case.

As you wish, Deputy Marshal.

As for Doc Holliday...

Thank you.

Doc Holliday,

you...

are pardoned. Alright, boys,

that means we can get some rest.

Give them back their weapons.

- I'm tired.
- That's right.

I'm so tired.

- Whoo!
- Yes!

That was...
that was Bass Reeves, man!

What? The guy's a legend.

So,

mean any of those
things you said?

Nah.

It was just to buy time.

You two.

What makes you think
this kid could be yours?

A revenant breeding
with a human? Unlikely, yeah,

but rumour is
it's happened before.

That's the problem with rumours:

People tend to believe them.

This is history.

I'm gonna go down
as the revenant

that got the heir...

preggers.

Not if we don't tell anyone.

I remember that night.

You stumbling in
all doeeyed drunk,

working those Westcoast hips
to a little Lana...

teasing out lap dances for free.

Stop it!

The place was crawling
with revenants,

and here you were

performing for them all.

Of course, I was the only one
that knew you were the heir.

I admit,

I was hoping you'd be
a bit more of a challenge.

I always heard
you had a mouth on you.

And you do.

Baby,

one smile from me,

and those legs

popped right open.

Shut your stupid,
sexist pie hole!

I believe we were talking
about her pie hole.

Enough.

We always thought the best way

to defeat the heir
was to kill her.

Lucky for us, she's a whore

who defeated herself by letting
one of us get inside of her.

Must be frustrating
for you - ha -

how much the world has changed.

- I'm your kid's father.
- You're a boring cliché.

I'm gonna raise this kid
to be good

and strong,

and everything you're not.

You know,

an Earp.

I'd say, "and don't
you forget it," but

you ain't got that kind of time.

Here's to single motherhood.

You're a superhero.

Same damn thing.

Wynonna...

This baby,

what is it?

Ours.

- Is it gonna leave a mark?
- Nah, it's superficial.

You really had no plan out there?
I still had time.

They hadn't cocked
their guns yet. Why? Did you?

Old .45s can't
pierce body armour.

Thought it'd absorb a few hits,

then take 'em out
while they reloaded.

Body armour, and
you couldn't have shared?

Particularly as only you could
touch them for some reason.

Yeah, we share a likeness.

We're both marshals. Boom.

I've oft brought calamity
onto others,

on that you are correct,
but believe me,

I do not always get what I want!

Well, you are the father.

Because we need you
to be a father.

Those marshals
found you after all this time;

What do you think has changed?

I was at the bottom of
a well for a long time,

but now,

there is someone
I need to visit.

How long until this bond
wears off?

I think it already has.

And Jeremy, he's no wizard.

Shhh!

Here, man.

I suppose I could linger.

She's not going anywhere.

I have an ultrasound
booked next week,

but if my OBGYN
is expecting samples,

tough luck, she ain't
getting any. Ha!

I already know the preexisting
conditions on the one hand,

revenantitis;

On the other,

Wyatt Earp's best friend.

Fakakte.

I'm sorry.

I kind of talked to Doc.

Waverly, what?

I... I was trying
to be supportive, you know.

I thought you told him.
No. Chickened out.

Then I chickened out about telling
you I chickened out, so...

Whoops.

Look, whoever the dad is,
all that matters

is that this baby...

There I said it,

baby.

Still weird.

It's an Earp.

As Earp as you and me.

Hey, you're Auntie Waverly.

Yay!

You get to teach
this thing its history.

Hey, what's going on?

Wave.

What about my history?

Waverly.

I don't think I'm your sister...

or even an Earp at all.

What?